The New York Journal: An Illustrated Literary Periodical, 第 3 卷P. D. Orvis, 1854 |
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... continued , " that not only among the common people is this heresy rife , but it is taking hold of the merchant , of the nobility : the magistrate , yea , even our senators avow their belief in these heretical doctrines ; and the error ...
... continued , " that not only among the common people is this heresy rife , but it is taking hold of the merchant , of the nobility : the magistrate , yea , even our senators avow their belief in these heretical doctrines ; and the error ...
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... continued in the August number . ) 66 A HAPPY DILEMMA . " Whe hat a dismal night ! " said poor M. Armand , as he looked hopelessly round in search of a fiacre . There was not one to be scen ; he must there- fore walk to the nearest ...
... continued in the August number . ) 66 A HAPPY DILEMMA . " Whe hat a dismal night ! " said poor M. Armand , as he looked hopelessly round in search of a fiacre . There was not one to be scen ; he must there- fore walk to the nearest ...
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... continued : — The lady disengaged the mantle from her shoul- ders , and threw it over the sleeper in such a manner that he was completely hidden beneath the satin folds . " Nothing , thank you , " she replied ; " I only stepped upon ...
... continued : — The lady disengaged the mantle from her shoul- ders , and threw it over the sleeper in such a manner that he was completely hidden beneath the satin folds . " Nothing , thank you , " she replied ; " I only stepped upon ...
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... continued to sing at the tavern . creature stirring , save now and then a solitary The first night seems burnt into my memory , with watchman . I remember that dreadful night as well its hopes and fears , griefs and pleasures ; but of ...
... continued to sing at the tavern . creature stirring , save now and then a solitary The first night seems burnt into my memory , with watchman . I remember that dreadful night as well its hopes and fears , griefs and pleasures ; but of ...
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... continued , earnestly , as she saw me about to speak . " It is forbid- den by monsieur , the doctor . " " At least , tell me now long I have been ill , " I said . " Madame has been three weeks in danger . if madame will rest tranquil ...
... continued , earnestly , as she saw me about to speak . " It is forbid- den by monsieur , the doctor . " " At least , tell me now long I have been ill , " I said . " Madame has been three weeks in danger . if madame will rest tranquil ...
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第 108 頁 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
第 108 頁 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
第 64 頁 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
第 23 頁 - I know your heart, and am right sure and certain that 'tis far too merciful to let her die, or even so much as suffer, for want of aid. Thou knowest who said, ' Let him who is without sin among you cast the first stone at her !" There have been plenty to do that.
第 121 頁 - How beautiful is the rain ! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain ! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs ! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout...
第 107 頁 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
第 118 頁 - There's not a Hand in this town, sir, man, woman, or child, but has one ultimate object in life. That object is, to be fed on turtle soup and venison with a gold spoon.
第 107 頁 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
第 107 頁 - Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
第 56 頁 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off.